At a distance of two hundred paces could be seen a couple of men standing by a watch-fire, while beyond them, within the cemetery, five or six more fires were burning in a group, indicating the encampment of the squadron.
"I was right," added the old woman. "You two go on now; you won't need me any longer."
Taking Edith by the hand, Baroness Baradlay advanced toward the first watch-fire. The sentinels saw their approach, but did not challenge them until they were very near.
"Halt! Who goes there?" cried one of the horsemen.
"Friends," was the answer.
"Give the countersign."
"Saddle horses and right about!"
At this the hussar sprang from his saddle, approached the baroness, and kissed her hand respectfully. "We have been looking for you, madam," said he.
"Do you know who I am, Paul?"
"Yes, madam, and thank heaven you are here safely."